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24. Hyperventilating
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2026-06-16 10:00:28~Cassius~
"You can't go upstairs! Answer me! What's your purpose in coming here?" I hear Pamela's voice questioning them."Ma'am, we need to keep an eye on him. There might be potential danger," Leo says."There's no danger. This place is safer than the house you forced him to leave."I rush over to Killian's room, picking the lock. He has a rope somewhere. His room is filled with posters of sexy club girls and Britney Spears. I think she's his type. Ignori
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~Alessio~Leo and Jeffrey barged into the safehouse that Giuseppe was in. My youngest brother called me and I drove my car so dangerously fast that I nearly got into an accident. I don't know why I care but I'm surprised to find him hyperventilating on the floor. Cassius has slipped off the couch and is having difficulty breathing. Like the day at his house, his eyes are unfocused and dark. I'm scared. Actually fucking scared that something happened to him.Now I'm doing something that I've never done before, not to adults. He's on my lap and I'm stroking his nape, comforting him. I came across this technique to calm people down by accident from a social media post that Giulio shared to the group.It's strange, and even more so when I feel that I shouldn't be doing this. His incident has broken my schedule. I'm supposed to be at work, dealing with paperwork for the construction and finding Luca De Santis, that bastard traitor, but I burst out of
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His Enemy's Vow 24. Hyperventilating
~Cassius~"You can't go upstairs! Answer me! What's your purpose in coming here?" I hear Pamela's voice questioning them."Ma'am, we need to keep an eye on him. There might be potential danger," Leo says."There's no danger. This place is safer than the house you forced him to leave."I rush over to Killian's room, picking the lock. He has a rope somewhere. His room is filled with posters of sexy club girls and Britney Spears. I think she's his type. Ignoring the messy room and the urge to rummage through his stuff, I pull open his drawers one by one until I find the rope. The rope we used to climb out of the house to sneak off whenever dad grounded us.I head back to my room and toss the rope down. I hear footsteps marching on the stairs. Pamela couldn't stop them. Messing up my room and leaving shoe marks on the ledge, I roll under my bed, hoping that they will fall for it.My bedroom door slams open. Footsteps rush over to the
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His Enemy's Vow 22. Don't touch my rolls
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